I gripped onto the arm rest of my chair as the airplane started to land. Millions of butterflies fluttered in my stomach making me uneasy. I was really nervous for who was waiting for me at the end of the boarding tunnel.
The old lady sitting next to me looked at me calmly.
"Are you all right child? There is nothing to be afraid of."
Nodding my head I reply
"I know."
The lady didn't know that I had everything to be scared of. What if he didn't like me because of my appearance. My long black hair, my big brown bambi eyes. I always thought of rejection first before I met someone. Rejection has always been a fear of mine. Always have, always will be.
I have never met Sam in real life before, so of course I was very nervous. Our relationship started off when we first met online.
I use to be a lady. Went to church, volunteer at local schools, help old people in the hospital, dressed well, and I'm a virgin.
For a nineteen year old girl I sure had a lot of strange thoughts of being sexually used. Having a master and having him use me whenever he wanted and to use me for his own pleasure. That's how I clicked with Sam.
He always mentioned what really turned him on. Then something in me burst and I wanted to know more, I wanted to know everything. Soon things became more serious and we made talking online a daily routine. Then one day he had the idea of me coming to visit him. I absolutely had no choice but to agree with him. I would fly over there for two weeks and if I wanted I could live there with him.
And now as those two weeks began I grabbed my carry on and started to board off the plane. The old lady right next to me.
Almost reaching the end of the boarding tunnel I stopped and gripped the railing tight. The lady stopped and looked at me.
"What's wrong girl?"
"Nothing," I whispered
Smiling the lady touched my forearm
"Meeting someone darling?"
Nodding my head I smiled
"Yes... I think I'm okay now."
We continued walking until we reached the gate. We broke apart and she smiled waving goodbye to me. Following the signs to the baggage claim I feel strong arms wrap around my waist.
I immediately got stiff. The strong arms turned me around and I was face to face with a gorgeous man about the age of twenty. His arms were around my waist as my cheeks flushed a bright scarlet. I put my hands against his chest for a moment.
I felt two fingers on my chin and I quickly looked up starring into his green eyes. When he kissed me I immediately melted into his arms. I was breathless when we finally pulled away. He took my hand and laced our fingers together as we began to walk.
"So Bree did you have a nice flight?"
"Yeah." Was all I simply said.
"That's good."
He looked me up and down then continued to look forward. I immediately felt like I wasn't good enough.
"You look beautiful Bree."
My cheeks felt hot as we approached the baggage claim. It wasn't hard to find my luggage. Mine was a bright orange one.
Sam carried it all the way to his car which was in a far away parking space where I saw no one else. He put it in the trunk and I looked at how tinted his windows were.
"Get in the back."
"But aren't we suppose to go to your pl-"
"We're not going home just yet Bree. Now don't ever question me." he answered me coldly.
"I'm sorry." was all I said as I got into the back Sam following right behind me. I felt my panties get slightly wet.
